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A Sad Mistake

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This shows how one can mix their priorities.


The sound of the shower was loud, but then I heard her soft voice, 'Do you want me to wash your back?' I nearly flipped. I didn't know what to say, then I figured she was joking, and I laughed, 'Sure!'. A moment later, the shower curtain moved and she stepped into the shower with me!!!
I didn't know what to do. I was frightened, and excited, and thrilled, and in a panic, all at the same time. I could feel myself getting hard, and quickly turned my back to her. I handed her the soap over my shoulder. She took it and started lathering my back, starting at my neck and working her way down over my shoulders and my back and my fanny and my legs. Then she touched my hips to turn me around, and started at my neck again. When she reached my chest, I put my arms around her and held her close. We stook like that for some time. I could feel her breasts on my body and my erection touching her.
I ran my fingers over her forehead and down her cheek. Then I kissed her. It was a kiss I'll never forget. I told you I was shy and inexperienced. I'd never had a girl open her mouth when I kissed her. Slowly, I opened my mouth, too, and we came together. It was incredibly soft and warm; without doubt the sweetest kiss I've ever had. I didn't know it could be like that.
I took the other bar of soap and started to wash her neck, and shoulders, and then her breasts. Her breasts, her breasts, her breasts, they drove me insane. That warm soapy lather made them so silky I couldn't get enough of them. Her nipples stood up like little soldiers and I wanted to stroke them and hold them and cuddle them forever. My erection was raging, but I didn't care anymore. Nancy's hands continued down and soaped up my cock and balls. Her graceful hands glided over them so smoothly I wanted to scream. In all my years of masturbation, I'd never felt anything like this. I was so overcome, I just pulled her to me again, and held her and kissed her head and her cheek.
I have no idea how long we were in the shower or how or why we decided to leave it. I think I was dying to get her in bed, but I don't know for sure. Anyway, we got out and started to dry ourselves with the huge bath towels. After a few moments, Nancy took my towel and started to dry my back. She worked her way down to my legs and then, again, touched my hips, turning me around. She dried my face, and pulled me down to kiss her. Then she dried my neck, and my chest and my stomach.
Throughout this entire time, neither of us had uttered a word or made a sound. Now, after drying my stomach, Nancy slipped to her knees and started to dry my cock and balls. She never got to my legs. Instead, she grasped the shaft of my cock lightly and slowly moved it back an forth. I heard a very quiet moan as she brought the head against her cheek. I could see her in the door mirror. Slowly, she rubbed her face with my cock, across her cheek, in her eyes, down the other cheek, across her slightly open lips, under her chin, and back up again to her forehead. Softly, I heard her calling my name, 'Timmy. Oh, Timmy. Oh, Timmy' as she made love to my cock with her hands and her face. It was like she just couldn't get enough of it. Her touch was so light it was almost imperceptible, and yet it took control of me. It was so intense I wanted to cry. I called her, and stroked her hair, and called her, and loved her with a depth of passion I didn't think possible.
Gradually, her touch changed from moving the head of my cock around her face to a gentle stroking motion. She was jerking me off. I could feel it happening. I was losing control of myself. I begged her to stop, but she increased the motion and, in the mirror, I saw one of her hands drop to her pussy and start to rock. I couldn't help myself, 'Oh, Nancy. Please! Stop! I can't hold it! I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Oh, damn, I'm cumming'. Her hands were flying ... on me and on herself. Suddenly, I erupted. My whole world came apart. I may have screamed, I don't know. I shot cum all over her face as she rubbed the head against her eyes and her lips.
When I stopped shooting, Nancy leaned back against the wall, rubbing her pussy faster and faster, her knees separating, and her hips thrusting forward. At first, she just moaned a little bit, then I heard her say, 'Ohhhh, Timmy. Ohhhh, Timmy, Sweetheart. I'm sorry, I can't wait. Ohhhh, I can't wait. Ohhh, Timmy, darling. Ohhhhhhhhhhh!
After a few moments, I helped her up and put my arms around her. I held her like that for a long time, kissing her head and her beautiful face. We laughed a silly laugh when my cheek slid across the cum on her cheek. After a while, I cleaned her up and we went to bed. We held each other and cuddled for a long time. Gradually, we became aroused and made sweet, gentle, intense, and satisfying love. She reached a climax an instant before me and tried to pull me inside her. Afterward, her body jolted with shocks that must have been painful. As the shocks slowed down, she told me not to worry and we glided together in the exquisite warmth of love and comfort. I felt her drift off to sleep and dared not move, even when my arm started to ache.
And then it was morning. We went down to the diner for breakfast and then rode around town, laughing and joking. She showed me things that were changing and told me stories of the people we knew. It was a magic time.
Around 10:30, I made the greatest mistake of my life. I think I could give you reasons for it, but I will never be able to explain it to myself. About 10:30, I dropped Nancy at her home and went on to my new base. I never saw her again.
And I never found another woman who loved me so passionately, so selflessly and so completely.
Why are men such fools?



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